Liao Xingye didn't like what he heard, so he immediately touched his mother's arm, looked at her sullenly, and signaled her not to say anything more.
But Liao's mother didn't care at all. She kept muttering that she hoped Liao Xingye would listen to her and change doctors and treatment methods.
Song Yun happened to pass by the ward and heard what Liao's mother said. She smiled, said nothing, and went straight to another ward.
But the old man couldn't bear it. As soon as Song Yun left, he pushed open the door of the ward and walked in. He first glanced at Liao's mother, then walked to Liao Xingye's bed and asked about Liao Xingye's condition.
"Do your knuckles hurt?"
Liao Xingye nodded.
"Pain is a good thing, no pain is a bad thing."
Liao Xingye knew clearly that he knew better than anyone what changes his hands were undergoing.
In the past, he couldn't control his fingers properly, and his skin was numb and he had no feeling.
But now, his fingers are slowly recovering. In addition to feeling pain, he can also feel the existence of his fingers and can move them slightly.
This is only the third day.
There are still four days left before the seven days mentioned by Doctor Song.
He completely believed what Doctor Song said, that after seven days his fingers would recover at least 50% of their functions.
Liao Xingye nodded and mouthed the word "thank you".
Originally, the old man wanted to come in and scold Liao's mother, but when he saw Liao Xingye like this, those words of criticism were stuck in his throat. Forget it. After all, she is the mother of a hero. She must have been sad and upset for her missing son over the years. She didn't have anything particularly unpleasant to say, so he just didn't bother with her.
The old man looked at Hu Guang on the other bed and left only after making sure that everything was normal.
Qi Meiying was also busy. After hearing about Song Yun's violent treatment methods, she felt that Xinxin's opportunity had come again, and immediately went to find Dean Zhou to talk about it.
In conclusion, Dean Zhou said, "I have made three agreements with Dr. Song regarding the treatment. I promised her that I would not interfere with the treatment. All matters concerning the twelve patients would be led by her, and no objections would be accepted."
Qi Meiying wanted to slap Dean Zhou, "You are the dean, why do you listen to her?"
Dean Zhou smiled faintly, "Master Qi Ren, is there anything else?"
Qi Meiying could see that Dean Zhou didn't want to offend Song Yun, and she looked down on him even more. She turned around and left without even saying hello.
Dean Zhou's face darkened, he snorted heavily, and continued to look down at the documents.
Amidst such discussions and suspicions, seven days passed quickly.
Hearing that the fingerboards of twelve special patients would be removed today, many idle people came early to watch the fun.
Dean Zhou and several department heads came, and Qi Meiying was also there. Of course, she came to see the fun.
"So lively?" Song Yun came out of the office and saw the medical director, the president, the nurses, and some family members waiting at the ward door.
Dean Zhou smiled and said, "We all want to see how effective your treatment is. Do you mind?"
Of course Song Yun didn't mind.
"Don't mind, feel free to look around." He walked into the ward, followed by Si Fengnian and others.
It was very easy to remove the board. Song Yun removed one hand, Si Fengnian removed the other hand, and Gu Laotou and Ji Yuhui removed the other patient in the ward. It was all removed in no time.
Only the dean, vice dean and a few directors squeezed into the ward, while the rest of the people could only squeeze at the door and stretch their necks to look inside.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the patient's hands. After the fingerboards and plasters were removed, the patient's slender and straight fingers appeared in front of everyone.
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